A fierce battle was going on in a small town in a remote province of the Wharton Empire, and the whole town had been destroyed to the ground, with ruined walls and charred corpses everywhere, and there was a faint rumbling explosion and howling wind.

"Old thing, I don't think you have the strength anymore! Why don't you hurry up and tie up your hands and hand over what we want, maybe my sister and I can consider sparing your life when I am happy!"

The fireballs in the hands of Yuliana, who was dressed in a fiery red robe, flew out one after another, hitting a huge tornado curtain rolled up on the opposite side, and was instantly torn apart into sparks and scattered, and the spell attack that had always been invincible seemed so weak at this moment, and considering the strength she had shown as an eighth-order mage before, it could be seen how strong the enemy on the opposite side was.

When the wind wall dissipated, what appeared from it was the famous Saint-level powerhouse 'Hurricane Law Saint' Drake of the Wharton Empire, only to see that there were scorched marks on his robe and the tips of the hair on his head, which seemed to be caused by Yuliana.

At this time, the old mage looked extremely angry:

"You wicked woman, I will never spare you today if you are in the company of an evil necromancer, slaughter the civilians of the entire town, and disguise yourself as a wounded townsman to attack me!"

"Haha, what can you do with me, it's best for fire to borrow the wind, and it's not a big deal to be a 'Hurricane Law Saint' in front of my flames!"

Juliana smiled charmingly, not counting the means of her sneak attack at the beginning, although she was indeed at a disadvantage to the powerhouse of the Holy Rank in the first few moves she had just made, it did not reflect a decisive gap, because the fire spell she was good at did have a natural restraint effect in the face of wind spells, so theoretically speaking, she could indeed resist the Drake in front of her in front of her in terms of magic strength.

However, the power of a Holy Order Mage is not only in the power of the spells!

"Ignorant stupid woman, let you see the strength of the Holy Rank powerhouse, the realm 'weathers everything'!" said a pale cyan stance that instantly enveloped the range of about a hundred meters around Drake, easily encompassing Yuliana.

Feeling that there were no uncomfortable changes in the space, Yuliana still had a mocking look on her face, and opened the top-level defensive barrier in the fire spell very easily.

She is not really underestimated and ignorant, as the daughter of a former saint-level mage, how could she not know the power of the realm, the reason why she behaves so arrogantly is to provoke the enemy to lose her calm judgment, but in fact, her young and strong strength has indeed effectively stimulated Drake!

"'Wind Elemental Enhancement', 'Wind Blade Flash', 'Tornado'!"

And as soon as Drake made a move, Yuliana felt the strangeness of being in this field, because one of the three spells was a buff spell and the other two were attack spells, and the spells she was familiar with turned into a completely different scene when they were displayed in front of her, and the tornado that could have roared the entire clearing was reduced to a few thin pillars that were only the size of a bucket, and it was not standing on the ground to pan and hit the target, but turned sideways like tentacles and directly aimed at her, and the original extremely scattered and chaotic large-scale attack spellsThe atmospheric blades produced by the 'Wind Blade Flash' were like cereal sprinkled on top of the whipped cream, hovering against the upside-down tornado columns, and their otherwise invisible appearance was tightly wrapped in a layer of azure outline, and this color created by the 'Wind Elemental Enhancement' should have appeared on the caster.

And this strange combination of spells hit her own open 'flame barrier' in an instant, and she could see the power of it in an instant, if it wasn't for her instant increase in mana output, she barely managed to maintain the defensive shield, and almost broke it on the spot.

The strength that was completely drawn closer because of the attribute restraint seemed to disappear in an instant, and she roughly understood that this was because the opponent compressed and deformed the spell and concentrated the attack point of the target as much as possible, as a master of the Holy Rank, it was normal to have this kind of high-level spell casting skills, but the abnormal thing was that this kind of restriction that required a lot of mental power and magic power to do was as if it did not exist in Drake.

Even if it is a master of the Holy Rank, it is definitely not an easy thing to release three spells at the same time and control the continuous transformation of the spells, but the other party not only looks like a light weight now, but also has not stopped since the spell was released, and the mana power that has increased exponentially has not shown any signs of fluctuation and weakening, which is a bit too perverted.

"I don't understand, I might as well tell you, this is the power of my domain, in my domain I can freely change the release form of some wind spells, even if it is a fire system, the light sound of the breeze can still bury everything, and you dare to challenge the dignity of a magic saint, now see who can't support it?"

Drake's majestic voice and silver-white beard blown by the air currents were majestic, and it was true that Yuliana was struggling to support herself now, but she was not the only one who appeared here today!

I saw that a stream of purple-black energy suddenly appeared beside Drake, and the energy with a strong evil aura suddenly made his spirit confused, and the area of black energy also took the opportunity to enlarge and spread, threatening to engulf him.

Because of the sneak attack, the power of the spell in her hand was reduced, and Yuliana took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old thing, if you bring a helper, we really don't want to deal with you directly, but who made you arrogant and careless to come alone, stupid evaluation, I will return it to you as it is!"

"I didn't expect there to be a Soul Warlock on your side, but do you really think it's useful?

As he spoke, Drake pulled out a necklace with a pendant from his neck, and recited the spell on the spot, and suddenly his body was full of golden light, and the surging divine aura continued to dispel and eat away at the black energy that had just been unstoppable, and the spell in his hand continued to increase the pressure, and Yuliana immediately gritted her teeth again.

And just when Drake seemed to have the chance of victory, a blood flower erupted from his chest without warning, and the spells in his hand and the spells around him collapsed in an instant.

Stumbling to keep himself from falling, Drake covered his wound and said in surprise:

"'Curse of Fate' and 'Death Together' are the spells of the Messenger...... Who the hell are you?"

"This question doesn't make sense for a dying person anymore, so let's go to hell!"

Yuliana, who was freed from the clamp, chanted the spell, and as the staff in her hand flashed with red light, Drake was suddenly drowned in the sky-high flames!

(End of chapter)